A low laugh rolled in Wen Xuan's throat, and it was combined with the night breeze into a very pleasant song. "What are you afraid of, I don't want to kiss you." He laughed.

He Mengjie's face turned red, and then she slowly sat down again.

Wen Xuan raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, his voice suddenly became a little ethereal, "Her name is Chen Yuelin, she is my college classmate, and she is also my first love. ”

It was the first time he had spoken to her so positively about his first love. Of course, He Mengjie was not satisfied with hearing this, she couldn't help but ask: "You and her are not married, so you gave birth to Tingyu?" ”

This is really a question that is underwhelming, and I regretted it a little after asking He Mengjie.

Wen Xuan didn't turn his head, and replied in a deep voice: "That's right, we are not married." And then there was no more follow-up.

He Mengjie pursed her lips, the information he provided was not even as much as Xue Xue's simple two sentences.

But she didn't dare to ask more, after all, she was killed in a car accident, and she was afraid that asking would touch Wenxuan's sadness.

She turned her head to look at Wen Xuan's side face, and inexplicably felt that his side face had a melancholy look. Her heart tightened for no reason, as if she was sad with him.

After a while, He Mengjie still decided to change the topic, but her new topic was not very clever: "So...... You are dating Chen Yuwei, more because she looks alike to Chen Yuelin? ”

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that this was actually the question she had always wanted to ask.

Wen Xuan was silent for a while before slowly replying, "Yes and no." ”

He Mengjie rolled her eyes again, isn't this nonsense! A lawyer is a lawyer, and he likes to play this kind of word game the most.

Wen Xuan turned his head to look at her, just in time to see her big white eyes, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips: "She looks very similar to Chen Yuelin, but I am close to her because of something else." ”

"Because of good feelings?" He Mengjie blurted out and asked. I can't tell how I feel in my heart, she just can't control it.

Wen Xuan looked at her amusedly, didn't answer, but stood up and stretched a big waist, "I'm sleepy, go back to sleep." ”

He Mengjie glared, a little angry in her heart, this man likes to hang people's appetites too much.

She watched him walk slowly into the house, and when he reached the door, he stopped and looked back at her with a serious face: "What about the lilies I gave you?" ”

Just as he was about to go to bed, he remembered the lilies again.

He Mengjie said angrily: "With my roses, soaked in the bottle." ”

Wen Xuan looked at her very confidently and said, "Do you believe it or not, when Wang Zihao's roses all wither, my lilies won't die?" ”

He Mengjie didn't bother to talk to him about flowers, and muttered: "What Prince Hao, my grandfather thought that the big handful of roses and the ugly lily were all given by you......"

As she spoke, she trotted up, passed past him, and scrambled into the house.

This night, the stars were very bright, the wind was also very cool, and He Mengjie slept soundly.

The next day, she got up early and went to buy fried dough sticks and tofu brain. Although Wenxuan is very particular about nutrition, she feels that there is no need to be hypocritical, and it is harmless to eat these occasionally.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xuan ate very energetically, as if he had never eaten something as delicious as fritters in his life.

He Mengjie hurriedly made lunch for He Dasheng, and left in Wenxuan's car. The car parked there had already attracted onlookers from the aunts and aunts in the village, and when they left, it caused even more of a sensation.